The Cat Empire - Lyrics - Waltz

Song title: Waltz
Written by: F Riebl
Recordings:
- Cities (2006)

Lyrics:
Was going to write a song at a time
When my life and my moods were in order and fine
But the hour was late and my room was a state
And I realized that song I would never create
So this is a song I discovered instead
A song about living before we are dead
And by living I don’t mean perfection like gold
Cause living my friends is the sweet unresolved

La, la, la, la la, la, la
Lean over your balconies and don't run inside.
Look after your world and she might treat you right,
Let random things provide imagination sometimes, oh!

I’ve seen people trying to package their love
Like a dove in the kitchen with a note that says
"Make sure you scrub well and plan and prepare everything"
Affection as clean as a triangle
But love it or not love’s as mad as they come
Oh, it’s sly and it’s wise and it’s wonderfully dumb
And while some might still say ‘no it’s pure like one’
My love it is wild and not mild and on the run

La, la, la, la la, la, la
Lean over your balconies and don't run inside.
Look after your world and she might treat you right,
Let random things provide imagination sometimes

An Austrian waltz is a very strange thing
When it’s played in the midst of the Melbourne music boxing ring
And who said that culture can’t grow from a whim
My god, there is strength when a cat learns to swim
"And what is a king" he screamed at the wind,
A king is decisive without and within.
They can’t make me stumble they don’t hit my chin
They told me I mumbled so I decided to sing

La, la, la, la la, la, la
Lean over your balconies and don't run inside.
Look after your world and she might treat you right,
Let random things provide imagination sometimes
La, la, la, la la, la, la
Lean over your balconies and don't run inside.
Look after your world and she might treat you right,
Let random things provide imagination sometimes

I’d never be too old or bitter and thin
Was born with a smile and I’d die with a grin
And I dive in the ocean when the sky tumbles in
And I’d rise when I find a way to make her shining
And I know the trick that the gods love to play
You say you want one thing they take it away
But action I’ve found is a seven letter word
Pretend you want a shoebox
And find you’ve found the world